A bakery atop a hill with a view of the ocean seemed like an obvious opportunity for the landscape shot: the far vista.
Maybe it was me, but those results were sort of meh.
But the nearer vista: the itty-bitty moths on the lupins? Priceless.
Photo Memory of the Week
Posted: 2024 Oct 19
Poetry of the Week
That’s certainly a long, long way from meh.
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Tom
Tom – Thanks kindly, and will do.
Beautiful!
Judith – Thanks!
Excellent macro shots of an unusual moth, at least to me. I must start practising macro, a weak skill on my part.
Judith – Thanks. I haven’t figured out my macro lens yet, at all at all, but zooming might work better anyway.
Very, very nice!
Mary – Many thanks. Strong light, which made it way easier.
Nice, (to say it mildly)
Jim – Thanks!
Wild lupines? They don’t quite look like the ones I grow?
Alison – Um, it’s entirely possible they’re not lupins. That’s my default for any purple kinda-conelike flower.
The eye of your camera reminds me of the eyes I had for seeing when I was young. The subjects you choose remind me of the leisure I had then to stare, notice, and contemplate. That you still do restores to me something of those days when the tabula rasa basked in the imprints of nature. The small marvels build meaning into the far vistas. They still do.
Laurna – An interesting notion – that the small, close-by marvels give meaning to the large, far-off ones. Maybe it’s the same with people. That huge incomprehensible mass of humanity is, after all, just one delightful person multiplied a tad.